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Azalea's vision went fuzzy for a moment and when it cleared back up there was a wolf standing over her. Guin? "Here, eat this, it'll sooth and help with the pregnancy." Azalea had no clue what her sister was pushing toward her, she only knew the basic healing stuff from that brief time as a child that she had been interested in herbs. Her tail wagged meekly and she smiled at her sister. "I'm glad to see you. Wish... it were in a better situation." She ate when she was given as her eyes were drawn past her to where she could see the outside world. There she saw both of her sons standing and her eyes grew wide. "I SUGGEST THE TWO OF YOU TURN AROUND AND GO TAKE A BREATHER." She yelled, her tone quite obnoxiously loud and likely rattling her sister's brain. The boys didn't need to see this, though. Azalea hadn't been allowed when Guin and Solaine were being born and now was no different. She readjusted herself then, ready to begin pushing. She panted heavily, gritting her teeth in between. 'Don't let anyone else in." She instructed her sister. Azalea preferred privacy, and only because she hadn't seen her dear sister in ages was she allowing her here. When the little lump slipped out her eyes grew wide and panic flared up. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and leaned down to nip open the sack and get the little body clean. It wriggled under her touch and her heart jumped into her throat as those maternal emotions kicked in and told her to love the... boy. A boy. Her third boy. When had Azalea come to have so many children? When had her life taken this turn? It felt like just yesterday that she was still running around carefree, daring strangers to try and tame her and bidding Sarak out of Valhalla to explore the world. How did so much time manage to pass since Guinevere was born? Would she ever get back to how things were? Her time to wonder was cut off, she tensed and groaned, beginning the battle of the next puppy. The second was a male as well, much different than the pup born first.
Two more followed before she was finally done. A girl and then lastly another boy. It would seem she was good at passing on the white markings that ran so heavily in her mother's side of the family. Six children total, two that weren't at least half white.
"Well, never mind that. The boys can come in now, if they would like." |
